Ji Wei, driven by a sudden impulse, reached out to touch under the sink. She could feel the outline of a wooden drawer, and her heart instantly tightened.
She held her breath and focused intently on it, then slowly pulled the drawer open.
Just like in the master bedroom of Shanshui Manor, the drawer contained syringes and several boxes of medication.
The syringes appeared to have been used. Perhaps, worried that tossing them into the trash would lead to her discovery, they had simply been stuffed back into the drawer, waiting for another chance to dispose of them.
Looking at the items inside the drawer, that uneasy feeling surged up inside her once more.
Why on earth would Gu Moqian need these things? Could it be that he had some incurable illness, requiring medication to forcibly suppress the pain?
And the reason he hid them so carefully was precisely so she wouldn't notice anything!
